I really hope you didn’t cave in their roof.
Ilith circled. Up here, she had a bird’s eye view. If anything moved; she’d see it.
There was no escaping from her notice when she was in the sky. A dragon didn’t give up their prey once they’d locked on. If she wanted to, Ilith’s eyes could spot a flea on a dog’s back. That was how precise her vision was.
Tate scoffed.That’s a bit of an exaggeration, don’t you think?
No. No, it wasn’t. Dragons were superior in every way. Her new acolyte’s worship proved that statement.
You know that was a child, right?
Ilith started to deny it then paused. Shehadthought the acolyte was rather small.
Tate cackled.
Ilith let out a harrumph and turned back to the task at hand. Her Savior simply didn’t have the skills to fully appreciate her amazingness. It was okay. Ilith was awesome enough for the both of them.
Her gaze locked onto a figure of a man as he walked down the street. There was nothing furtive in his manner. Nothing to point to the fact he was fleeing.
Only, his deceptions couldn’t fool Ilith.
Ilith folded her wings. This hunt was going to be short—but fun.
She arrowed through the air, falling into a nose-dive. Air screamed past her as she made herself more aerodynamic.
Fufufufu. Yummy, yummy, mouse, here I come.
You can’t eat him. I need him alive.
Fine, Ilith thought grudgingly. She brightened seconds later. That didn’t mean she couldn’t play a fun game with the mouse.
The houses lining the streets grew large in seconds, the steep peaks and sharp protrusions on some of them threatening to spear Ilith through the belly.
Expertly she avoided them, her focus locked on her mouse.
Almost there.
Her wings snapped open at the same moment the mouse looked up. He managed to avoid her talons, diving to the side.
Ilith flapped her wings, climbing to avoid crashing snout first into another building. She circled, locking onto her prey again.
Peter had learned from last time and was careful to stay in the narrow alleyways where it would be hard for Ilith to pluck him from the ground.
She shadowed him through the city, waiting for her chance. He’d have to come out of his cover eventually.
Not necessarily,Tate said as they watched their mouse stray closer and closer to the rougher part of the Lower.That’s Cliff’s Shadow. There’s a tunnel entrance near there that he can use to evade you.
Ilith paws kneaded the air in frustration, not liking that thought. She needed to be smaller.
That gave her an idea.
She folded her wings and dove once again, shooting through the air faster than any creature could run. The alleyway the mouse was using as cover loomed large in Ilith’s eyes, the gap incredibly narrow.
You’re not going to fit!
Ilith didn’t need to.
Just as she was about to crash into the two buildings that formed the alleyway, Ilith folded her wings and initiated the change.
